Such enchanting dance moves, such enticing and graceful silhouette, Mu Qiu couldn't help but move a bit closer, wanting to see more clearly.
The closer he got, he was almost stepping onto the wooden bridge when the graceful dancer slowly turned her head.
"...Holy crap!"
Mu Qiu fell on her butt, the little pig on her shoulder slid off, got slightly squished, and let out a timely "Gee gee" noise.
The numbness of a heart-stopping shock spread to her limbs, she felt like her mind went blank.
Couldn't love anymore.
And the dancer who turned her head covered her mouth and chuckled, pretending to be a shy lady, stepping closer with tiny steps.
"Hello, Snake Spirit Girl, I'm the chief dancer from the Swan Lake Dance Troupe, Guan Shuishui."
"...That's quite watery... I'm begging you, don't come closer," Mu Qiu maintained her seated position on the ground, crawling backwards, voice trembling, "I'm so scared."
